Darkness of the Moon

C15: Safe

HARPER'S POV

Was I hearing him right? Did he just say my demon blood is getting stronger? How is that even possible?

"We don't know yet," Alec answers. Stupid mind reading.

"Harper," Michael says, "Harper, I need you to try and remember what happened last night. Why did you go into the forest? What happened when you were with Alec?"

I drew my attention away from Michael and my eyes fell on Alec. His face was creased with worry, his eyes had lost their golden sparkle and were now filled with concern. I know he is trying to hear what I'm thinking, but I try my best to block him out. He can't know what I know, or think, just in case I am wrong.

"I don't know. I can't remember anything," I state, keeping my eyes on Alec. His gaze is intense, searching in my eyes for what he cannot find in my head. He knows I'm lying.

"Well," Michael says, "if you remember anything, let Alec or I know."

"Of course."

He nods in Alec's direction before leaving the room, shutting the door behind him.

"What are you hiding from me?" Alec asks as Michael's footsteps fade away.

"What do you mean?" I play innocent.

"You know exactly what I mean, don't lie to me," he warns.

"I'm not lying to you."

He sighs, "if you don't tell me what's going on, I can't help you."

"It's nothing, I'm fine," I pull the blankets up to my chin and roll over with my back to him.

"If it's nothing, why won't you tell me?"

I curl myself into a ball, wincing as I try not to put pressure on my new cuts. I don't want to lie to him, but I don't want him to be put in danger because of me.

"Because I'm fine."

"Your obviously not fine, your curled in a ball covered in cuts and bruises that you made yourself," I can hear the worry in his voice, but I can also hear the anger. He's trying to keep me safe just like I am for him.

I remain silent. He waits, patient for my reply.

"The voice," I say slowly, "I think I know who's it is."

I roll over to face him, sitting up. He stares at me, waiting for me to continue.

"It's my father."

"Your what?"
"My father," I say, "f-a-t-h-"

"Yes, I got that," he cuts me off. He stares into my eyes, trying to figure out if I'm telling the truth or not. I let him read through my mind and when he is satisfied I'm telling the truth, he leans back and sighs.

"Alec, I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what? You haven't done anything, not intentionally anyway," he smiles at me.

"We can figure this out," I sit up straight.

"Figure what out?"

"Everything."

"How exactly?"

"I can try and talk to him. Next time he's in my mind, I will talk to him," I explain.

"I don't think that's a good idea."

"Well, why not?"

"Did you forget the part where you continuously try and rip yourself apart?" He hold my hands in his own, "sweet pea, I don't think this is a good idea."

"Sweet pea?"

"I was trying something," he explains.

"Well, whatever you were trying, it's not working."

"I'll keep that in mind, but it's still not a good idea."

"Wait, is he the one who is trying to literally rip me apart, what is he trying to succeed?"

"If by 'he' you mean your father, then I have no idea what he's trying to do, but it makes sense."

I groan, "my brain hurts, can we continue this later?"

"Of course, you need to rest."

I lay back down slowly as the ache of my body makes itself known. Alec gets up and walks towards the door.

"Wait!"

He turns around.

"Hold me."

He smiles, his golden eyes shimmering, "anything for you, princess."

"Ok, princess works," I say as he lays down next to me, pulling the blankets over us.

I lay my head on his chest as he wraps his arms around me, locking me in his embrace. As I lay in Alec's arms, I realise something. I have never felt so safe and loved in my entire life.